It’s 5am on Sunday morning and I call out from my bed.
Me: Hey Mommy, hey Mommy, hey Mommy, hey Mommy, hey Mommy, hey Mommy, hey Mommy…
Mommy comes into my room. I point to the slight light I can see through my window curtain.
Me: Hey, Mommy, it’s morning!
Mommy: But it’s really early morning. You can still sleep more.
Me: No, I have to get ready for work.
I was soooo tired yesterday. I started mentioning a nap around 9am, but refused to give in until the afternoon.
I actually stepped away from the hundreds of cars at the Tigard Indoor Play Park for a few minutes to check out this big ol’ plastic playhouse thing.
Yesterday, Mommy and I went to my school to have my final IFSP (Individual Family Service Plan) meeting, and lo and behold, as we were leaving, we noticed the Preschool Artist board featuring some artwork by yours truly. That one with the red arrow pointed at it? Oh yeah, that’s mine. (Mommy added that arrow, not my school. Although I wouldn’t have been surprised if they wanted everyone to see it.)
I just want to let the apartment complex know that sometimes I wear undies.
Mommy and Daddy are talking about something boring.
Me: NO TALK! Talk to Dexy.
Mommy: What do you want to talk about?
Me: Talk about Dexy.
My Duplos and Mega Bloks are starting to catch my eye…just a little bit.
I had to give all one million of my cars a bath. It took a couple of days.
Yesterday, we made our way up to a neighborhood called St. John’s. I think it was my favorite part of Portland I’ve seen so far. Or maybe the nap I took in the car on the way up just put me in a good mood.
Hey! Who’s that handsome fella???
